Official scripts strikes when physical hits
You physical bitch, watch for the imperial blitz, serious shit
Submit, subject to the wreck wartone and thought poems
Liver than WWF Warzone

Walk upon the guarded tracks, bodies collapse
Rap for lottery stacks, shatter like when pottery cracks
Logical facts from the terror dome
Spill from the guts, trail to you puss from where you bust
In God, you now entrust

Dog you like hound and mutts
Pound pups get sound struck
Clown what? You'll get drowned in the cut
While crowd round up

Yo, who got next? Meth got next
I chin check, all these MC's line 'em up God, I [Incomprehensible]
Declare holy war, it be hard to dip and dodge
Police squads tryin' to bogard, we rip and rob

The boulevard ain't safe for your kids, that's how it is
In the ghetto, we ain't scared to death but scared to live
So Goldy, mosey to the spot, get that moldy
Rusty-ass .38 Special, niggas owe me

Slowly I turn, face the one and only
Naughty by nature, do my dirt all by my lonely
Ask Pretty Tony, when I got a bitch, I keeps a bitch
36 Chambers, enter at your own risk
Take that watch off and tuck your necklace
City never sleeps, streets is restless